This love, like naked flame,
Invites the warm to cover
All cold spots of the abstinence inside;
And every touch you seek
And every kiss delivered
Becomes a shadow of the man itself…
You hide between the walls
Of unrecovered picture,
Where every move reflects the state of mind,
But all what’s left –
This mighty feeling shallow –
Keeps bodies trapped inside of naked flame…
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